My gf used to end up with red marks on her legs from the friction against the carpet as she rode backwards and forwards! Even Mum and Dad used to make...sure that their love making was quiet. Just the rhythmic movement of their bed in the middle of the night to let the rest of us know that they were going at it. That's why I used to like Auntie Val, I guess, because she wasn't at all shy or secretive. She liked men and enjoyed sex and didn't seem to mind people knowing. Often I'd pass her. Your wonderful cock feels so good.” Then she went limp so much so I could not keep her up right. She was out cold, passed out, fainted departed this world. Shit, God damn-it all to hell. I said out load with only me to hear. Carefully I laid her over on her side. I got up lifted her in my arms and carried he to her room. As I turned out the lights I thought “Well I guess she will not remember this either.”There was something very wrong here and I just did not know what not do about it.During. Long have I slept in the icy sepulcher of my entombment. I was not forged to remain dormant, leaving Justice no vindicator capable of slashing through the corruption of wicked men and the injustice of ignorant adjudicators. Yes, I will enjoy awakening the world to the Justice of Sol once again in the hands of my new master.Maseryk sheltered them in his strange home through three howling days of whiteout conditions before he finally grew impatient. On the morning of the fourth day, as they were. “Lily, this is my friend Burt. Burt this is Lily.”“Hi Lily. May I say that it has been a pleasure to see you in action and that you are one of the finest cock suckers I have ever watched.”“Well thank you, Burt. Maybe you’d like a closer look sometime.”“WHAT THE FUCK IS THIS!?!?!?” Roger yelled.“Oh, sorry Rog. Burt came with me to get the stuff he left here a few weeks ago.”“What stuff?” Roger asked while Burt went over to the big bookshelf on one side of the living room.“The stuff I left here.